"Hand him over!"
The Blood Pill Ancestor recognized the newcomer the first time he saw him—
Xuan Lingzi, the master of Yuxiao Peak in Taihua Mountain, the only cultivator in the world who has reached the Spirit Transformation Stage, and arguably the most powerful cultivator!
The huge disparity in strength frightened Blood Pill Ancestor. He had never expected that the other party would find him so easily. But Blood Pill Ancestor had lived for over 2,900 years and was adept at disguise. His old face was filled with only indignation, with no other expression.
The Blood Pill Ancestor angrily said, "Venerable Xuan Lingzi, I respect you as a powerful human. A hundred years ago, I fought side by side with you on the battlefield between the two races. Why are you blocking my way now, and why did you injure me?"
Xuan Lingzi, however, was cold and ruthless, repeating again: "Hand him over!"
The Blood Pill Ancestor said: "Who on earth is he!"
Xuan Lingzi flicked his wrist, and another piercing golden sword energy pierced Blood Pill Ancestor's shoulder, forcing him to release the grip on the Devil Cauldron. Bang! The Devil Cauldron fell to the ground, kicking up a cloud of dust. Xuan Lingzi's eyes froze when he saw the Devil Cauldron. The next moment, he teleported to the Devil Cauldron.
Ignoring the sealing runes on the Tongtian Demon Cauldron, Xuan Lingzi reached out his hand directly to the Demon Cauldron and grabbed the lid of the Demon Cauldron.
Instantly, the violent black demonic energy slashed through his hands like a blade, leaving bloody wounds. Xuan Lingzi frowned slightly, allowing the demonic energy to crush his hands while simultaneously opening the Demonic Cauldron!
His body gradually began to tremble, Xuan Lingzi lowered his head slightly and looked at the magic cauldron.
When his eyes met the empty magic cauldron, Xuan Lingzi opened his eyes, his face turned pale instantly, and a stream of blood mixed with golden light flowed from his lips and flowed down his jaw.
No one? How could there be no one?
Xuan Lingzi threw the lid of the cauldron aside and held his sword to the Blood Pill Ancestor's neck. His voice was extremely cold, as cold as ten thousand years of ice: "Where is he? Where did you hide him?"
The Blood Pill Ancestor frowned and said bitterly, "I don't know what you're talking about, Xuan Lingzi. Is this how you oppress demon cultivators? You, Taihua Mountain, have an agreement with that Mo Qianqiu that demon cultivators cannot be killed indiscriminately within the Demon Realm. What have I done wrong to deserve such threats from you?"
Xuan Lingzi's body flashed, and blood surged in his chest again. He suppressed everything with all his might, and regardless of anything, he brought the Xuanling Sword closer to the Blood Pill Ancestor's neck, saying in a hoarse voice, "You hid him, where is he... where is he!"
At this moment, Luo Jianqing had no idea what was happening outside.
The cauldron was still dark. Luo Jianqing calculated the time and realized that it was time for the demon to enter the cauldron again. Luo Jianqing didn't dare to do anything else for the time being. He just closed his eyes and waited. Who would have thought that after a long time, the demon didn't appear.
"Strange? Does this mean I no longer need to be infused with the Fiery Flame of Reincarnation, or has the time interval changed?"
Luo Jianqing was thinking about this, and at this moment, a drop of hot liquid fell on his face.
The hot liquid burned on his cheek like a flame. This thing was not a real flame, but it made Luo Jianqing tremble all over. This was a drop of blood, this was
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